Chapter 88: Something That Belongs Solely to Young Master Sang
Meng Qiyan changed her outfit.
She took off her flamboyant and revealing floral dress and replaced it with a sheer, almost transparent nightgown.
The nightgown draped over her, barely concealing her fair and delicate skin, let alone the sudden display of spring.
Her smooth, white thighs were particularly enticing, making it hard for anyone to look away.
Sang Zhe couldn’t help but gulp and whispered, “What… what are you doing?”
“Why are you so tense, Brother Sang?”
Meng Qiyan slowly approached him and sweetly tidied his hair at the temples: “It’s not your first time; why pretend to be modest?”
“I… I must clarify in advance!”
Sang Zhe insisted, “Even if you have my body, you can’t have my heart! Even if my body is tainted, my heart still belongs to my Little Ying—”
“You’re joking, Brother Sang.”
Meng Qiyan smiled widely: “Us sisters don’t have such high expectations.”
“We’re a bunch of discarded flowers, well aware we don’t deserve to be in your heart.”
“Just being able to have your body is already very satisfying for us.”
Sang Zhe: “?”
No.
This isn’t how the script goes!
Aren’t you supposed to smile wickedly and say, ‘Don’t worry, I’ll slowly torture you until you succumb to me and can’t bear to leave’?
But he didn’t dare provoke Meng Qiyan any further and could only whisper:
“Um, why must it be me?”
Meng Qiyan paused for a moment and suddenly smiled lightly, her expression even showing a hint of self-deprecation.
“Brother Sang might not realize.”
“You don’t know what your kindness to the sisters actually means.”
As she spread the bedding, she muttered to herself: “Us sisters, we are all shallow.”
“We’re like stray dogs that have been tossed aside. Whoever gives us food, we remember them for life and see them as our lifelong master.”
“Brother Sang, have you forgotten? Your soul mark is still on my forehead.”
Gently, she pushed Sang Zhe down onto the bed and slowly climbed on top of him.
Bringing her face close, she allowed him to see the faint patterns on her forehead.
Sang Zhe certainly hadn’t forgotten.
But the position was too suggestive. He couldn’t focus on the soul mark at all.
“We are pets that Brother Sang picked up.”
She gently nestled into Sang Zhe’s arms, pressing her cheek against his ear, softly murmuring:
“…something that belongs solely to Brother Sang.”
“We can be quiet and wait patiently in the little den you built for us.”
“Even if you cruelly leave us here again and never return to visit, we’ll still obediently wait for you.”
“But brother…”
“Are you really that cruel?” Her eyes glimmered with unshed tears.
Sang Zhe felt her lips so close, vibrant and plump.
He could bite into them easily.
“We are things that belong to you.”
She coyly wrapped her arms around Sang Zhe’s neck, her tone tender with a hint of teasing.
“Brother Sang can use us however he likes.”
“Or do you think we’re just unwanted strays that you don’t want?”
Sang Zhe had never thought about this.
He didn’t even realize these girls felt this way.
He thought that as long as he worked hard, he was doing his best for them.
Getting to rejoin the Demon Cult, starting a new life in the Heavenly Punishment Department, having the right to choose his own life again—was already a happiness.
But they seemed not to care.
What they wanted was something simpler, shallower.
And far more precious.
“We want your attention and affection, wanting you to cherish us like treasures.”
Meng Qiyan said softly: “If you don’t agree, we’ll use our own way to get it.”
Your own way.
Isn’t that currently a bunch of people stripping me and throwing me on the bed?
Sang Zhe sighed quietly, muttering, “Sounds like I’m a bit heartless here.”
“But… is this really okay?”
“I already have a fiancée, you know.”
“Just one fiancée isn’t enough to satisfy you, Brother Sang?”
Meng Qiyan smiled gently, her fingers slowly gliding over his chest: “What if you had more?”
“If you feel guilty, let me go meet this sister.”
“After all,” her expression hinted at a touch of dissatisfaction and regret, “I was the one who met Brother Sang first.”
“I came first, right?”
Sang Zhe suddenly felt like he had no words.
It seemed there was no escaping his fate of losing his virginity today.
He sighed, wearing a face of resigned acceptance.
“Okay then.”
“I give up resisting.”
Only then did Meng Qiyan show a hint of a smile.
She slowly cupped Sang Zhe’s face, her beautiful eyes flashing with excitement.
“Brother Sang, I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time.”
“Today, just relax and enjoy yourself.”
“I promise you, Brother Sang will… walk out of here with weak legs.”
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And he indeed walked out with weak legs.
By the time the sky darkened, Sang Zhe, carrying a large bag of spirit stones, limped into Hua Jianglian’s boudoir.
“Sect Leader… I’m back.”
“Oh! Well done!”
Hua Jianglian gleefully accepted the large bag of spirit stones, but before she could celebrate, her attention was drawn to Sang Zhe’s tattered clothes.
“What happened… did someone hit you?” she asked cautiously.
Sang Zhe didn’t know how to answer.
In a way, he had been hit.
“Who dares to hit our star marketer from the Punishment Department?”
Hua Jianglian rolled up her sleeves, looking all fierce: “Should I help you get revenge?”
“…Forget it, I sort of volunteered to get hit. After all, it was kind of nice getting hit.”
Hua Jianglian: “?”
“The Sect Leader’s task has been completed,” Sang Zhe said weakly, looking completely worn out. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave.”
“Oh…”
Hua Jianglian murmured and still looked at him with some concern.
“Are you really okay?”
“I’m fine.”
Sang Zhe forced a somewhat heroic smile.
“For the Sect Leader, what’s the harm in sacrificing myself?”
“Only hoping someday you might remember my loyal heart for you.”
“Remember that I paid a… very painful price for this bag of spirit stones…”
He almost cried, looking pitiful: “I’d be content with that… sob.”
“Hey, okay, okay, I know, I won’t forget… Hey, why are you really crying? Don’t cry!!”
(Bad news, only wrote one more chapter)
(I’ll do four more tomorrow, sorry!)
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